Chaos Rising
Derek stood in an empty classroom with four teenagers. It wasn't how Derek wanted to spend his afternoon. With Erica healing slowly and Jo still missing Derek didn't want to hang out with stupid teenagers. But Scott said that Allison and Lydia and something to show him that might help with the case. Both girls held out their arms that relieved a cross like a bruise. Derek looked at bruises and then at Scott.
"I don't see anything." Derek snapped crossing his arms.
"Look again." Scott insisted. Derek glanced down at the bruises one last time before looking up.
"How is a bruise going to tell me where Boyd, Jackson, and Jo are?" Derek asked not really caring for an answer since he knew that the bruise wasn't helping at all.
"It's the same on both sides. Exactly the same." Scott said.
"It's nothing," Derek replied and glared at Scott. This was a waste of his time.
"They're trying to help," Scott said.
"These two. This one, who used me to resurrect my psychotic uncle, thank you," Derek pointed at Lydia glaring at her, "and this one who shot about 30 arrows into me and pack," Derek then pointed at Allison, "tried to kill my girlfriend. Actually, my girlfriend who is still missing is the only reason why I haven't killed her."
"All right," Stiles said earning a glare from Derek. "No one died. A little maiming but no death. That's what I call an important distinction."
"My mother died," Allison spoke up in a soft voice. Derek rolled his eyes. Victoria Argent's blood was no body's hand. Both Derek and Jo had no pity for Allison.
"Your family's little honor code killed your mother. Not me." Derek snapped.
"That girl was looking for Scott. I'm here to help him and to find Jo, not you." Allison replied.
"You want to help? Find something real." Derek said heading for the door. Scott and Stiles walked towards Derek. He then turned around and faced the teenagers.
"Derek…give her a chance. Okay, they're on our side." Scott whispered.
"Well, maybe you should tell her what her mother was actually trying to do that night," Derek replied glancing at Allison who was standing in the back of the room and left.
Ice fell into the bath of water at the vets. Derek and Scott poured another bag of ice into the tub of water. There was a plan, a plan so far Erica hated. It was a horrible plan and yet sadly was the best one everyone could come up with in the time being.
"Obviously, it's not going to be particularly….comfortable. But if we can slow your heart rate down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like a state." Deaton explained all eyes on Erica.
"Like being hypnotized," Erica spoke up her voice was extremely soft. She held herself still in pain from the alphas.
Deaton nodded his head. "Exactly, you'll be half transformed. It'll let us access your subconscious mind."
"How slow does her heart rate need to be?" Scott wondered.
"Very slow," Deaton replied.
"How slow?" Derek snapped. Deaton not giving an answer was the last thing Derek needed to worry about.
"Nearly dead," Deaton explained.
"It's safe though, right?" Isaac wondered glancing at his alpha and then back at the druid.
"Do you want me to answer that honestly?" Deaton replied as he looked at the two betas. The answer was, of course, no, it wasn't safe.
"No, not really," Erica mumbled. Of course, the answer was no, it wasn't safe. There was a loud smack noise. All eyes turned to Stiles who was putting on gloves with an evil grin.
"What?" Stiles wondered. Derek glared at him as Stiles then let out a loud groaned as he took off the gloves off.
"Look, if it feels too risky, you don't have to do this," Derek said turning to look at one of his betas.
"No, I have to do this for Boyd and Jo," Erica replied. "And I guess Jackson."
Derek nodded his head. Jo was always like a mom to the pack. Erica then took off his shirt and got in the tub of ice water. Her body was covered in different claws marks. Derek and Scott placed a hand on Erica's shoulder. The two werewolves pushed Erica into the water. Erica tried to fight the two, trying to get out of the tub of water. Yet Derek and Scott held her in the water. Then Erica just stops moving, like she was asleep in the water.
"Now, remember only I talk to him. Too many voices will confuse him and draw him out." Deaton spoke up in a calming voice. "Erica? Can you hear me?"
"Yes. I can hear you." Erica said in a soft voice.
"This is Dr. Deaton. I'd like to ask you a few questions. Is that all right?" Deaton asked.
"Yes."
"I want to ask you about the night you escape. The last time you saw Jackson, Boyd, and Jo. I want you to remember it for me in as vivid detail as possible like you're actually there again."
"I don't wanna do that. I don't….I don't wanna do that. I don't wanna do that." Erica stammered fear in the tone of her voice.
"Erica, it's all right. Just relax. They're just memories. You can't be hurt by a memory." Deaton said.
"I don't wanna do that," Erica repeated.
"It's all right," Deaton replied. "Relax. Relax." Erica's breathing starts to calm down and not going as fast. "Good. Now let's go back to that night. Can you tell me what you see? Is there some kind of building? A house?"
"It's not….it's, not a house," Erica explained his eyes shut tightly closed. "It's stone. I think marble."
"That's perfect. Can you give me any other descriptors?"
"It's dusty, so empty. Like an abandoned building." Erica explained. He was then quiet for a while reliving the past.
"Erica?" Deaton called out.
"I can hear her," Erica said. "Jo. I can hear her. 'I don't know a Derek Hale'. 'Let me go.' She lying."
Derek's heart skips a couple beats hearing that Jo was having to lie about himself.
"What else?" Deaton asked. "Can you see her? How about Boyd can you hear him?"
"I can't see Boyd. I can't see Jackson either. I think they're in the other room with someone else." Erica explained.
"Do you know what kind of room it is? Is there any kind of marker? A number on a door or a sign?" Deaton wondered.
"They're here. They…..they….." Erica stammered.
"It's all right," Deaton said. "Just tell us…"
"They see me," Erica exclaimed. "They found me. They're here!"
This was bothering Derek. Erica needed to focus and tell them more about the places so they could find Boyd and Jo. And Jackson.
"This isn't working." Derek snapped. "Erica, where are you?"
"I can't see them. It's too dark!" Erica shouted.
"You're confusing her." Deaton accused his voice still calm.
"I can't see them!" Erica yelled fear in her tone.
"Erica, where are you? Just tell me where you are." Derek snapped again. Erica started to shake in fear with all the voices all around her.
"Her heart rate….could go into shock," Deaton said. Derek's grip on Erica's shoulder started to get tighter.
"Derek let her go!" Scott spoke up a sound of anger in his voice.
"Erica where are you? What did you see?" Derek yelled. Erica woke up fast and jumped out of the tub of water. Isaac handed her a towel as Erica then wrapped it around herself.
"A vault," Erica said looking around. "It's a bank vault. I saw it. I saw its name. B-Beacon Hills First National Bank. It's…um…it's an abandoned bank, and they're keeping them locked inside. The Vault." Everyone but Isaac and a gloomy look on their face; like they received bad news, really bad news. "What?"
"You don't remember what you said right before you came out of it, do you?" Stiles spoke up everyone still staring at Erica.
"No."
"You said that they were killing Boyd and Jackson. They were going to kill Boyd and Jackson by the full moon." Stiles explained.
"So let's break them out tonight," Derek said looking at Scott.
"Be smart about this, Derek. You can't just go storming in." Deaton spoke up.
"We need a plan," Scott spoke up; Derek nodding his head at this idea.
"But how are we going to come up with a plan to break into a bank vault in less than 24 hours?" Derek asked since the full moon is tomorrow.
"Uh, I think someone already did," Stiles said his phone out. "'Beacon Hills First National Bank closes its door three months after vault robbery.' Doesn't say here how it was robbed, but it probably won't take long to find out."
"How long?" Derek wondered.
"It's the Internet, Derek. Okay? Minutes." Stiles replied.
The next day after the teenagers had school everyone was in Derek's loft trying to make a plan to break into a vault. Stiles stood next to Derek's metal table with maps out explaining his great plan to break into the bank.
"You see this?" Stiles started putting a finger at the top of the bank on the map. "This is how they got in. It's a rooftop air conditioning vent. Leads down inside into the wall of the vault, which was here." Stiles moved his finger down the air conditioning vent to a shaft. "One of the robbers was lowered into this shaft. Now, that space is so small, it took him about 12 hours to drill into that wall, which is stone by the way. Then throughout the rest of the night, they siphoned the cash up to the guys back on the roof through that one little shaft in the wall."
"Can we fit in there?" Scott wondered.
"Yes, we can, but very, very, very barely. And they also patched the wall, obviously so we're going need a drill of some kind. I'm thinking maybe a diamond bit…."
"Look forget the drill." Derek snapped already forming a plan in his head.
"Sorry?" Stiles said looking at the alpha.
"If I go in first, how much space do I have?" Derek asked.
"What do you….what do you think you're going do, Derek? You gonna punch through the wall?" Stiles replied sarcasm dripping out of the tone of his voice.
Derek rolled his eyes. "Yes, Stiles, I'm gonna punch through the wall."
"Okay, okay, big guy. Let's see it, that big old first. Make it, come on get it out there." Stiles said. Derek looked over at Stiles rolling his eyes and he formed a fist with his right hand. "Big bad wolf. Okay, see that?" Stiles put his hand about a couple inches in front of Derek's hands. "That's maybe three inches of room to gather enough force to punch through solid co…" Derek punch Stiles' hand making Stiles cry out in pain. Stiles held his hand pain as Derek smirked to himself. "He could do it."
"I'll get through the wall. Who's following me down?" Derek asked looking around the room. Erica looked down. She was still very weak from escaping and didn't want Isaac to leave her side.
"Don't look at me," Peter spoke up who was sitting on the stairs case. "I'm not up to fighting speed yet, and honestly with Isaac and Erica out of commission you're not looking at very good odds for yourself."
"So I'm supposed to let Jackson, and Boyd die?" Derek snapped.
"They are going to die either way tonight," Peter said. "Do I have to remind you what we're up against here? A pack of alphas; all of them, killers. And if that's not enough to scare your testicles back into your stomach try to remember that two of them combine bodies to form one giant alpha. I'm sure Boyd was a really sweet kid, and Jackson lived a long enough life. They're going to be missed."
"Could someone kill him again, please?" Stiles begged earn a glare from Derek.
"Derek, seriously? Not worth the risk." Peter said.
"I'll go," Scott spoke up. Derek grabbed his keys that were on the table. It was going to be a long night for the pack. A long horrible, crappy, night.
Jo laid her head against the wall panting. She was trying to get a vision but couldn't. The leather around her wrist wouldn't allow it. In the vault next was Boyd and Jackson being held against their will.
"Do you think Erica made it out alive?" Boyd wondered leaning against the wall talking to Jo. The walls were not really thick so they could hear what happened in each other's room.
"I hope," Jo announced softly knowing that both of the werewolves could hear her.
"I bet sweet death is better than this," Jackson spoke up.
It was silent. None of them knew what to talk about. There were movement noises outside of Jo's vault. Aiden, Kali, and Ennis walked into the vault. Jo closed her eyes and then opened them again. Nope, it wasn't a nightmare, the horrible alphas were in the room. Aiden picked Jo up as Ennis tied her ankles. As Aiden held Jo bridal style he then walked out of the vault and into the one Boyd and Jackson. Aiden carefully placed Jo on the ground and then closed the vault. Boyd and Jackson looked down at the alpha's mate.
"Hey, guys," Jo said grinning a soft. Boyd turned his head slightly to the left listening to something Jo's ears couldn't pick up.
There were small mumbling voices in the wall as the wall then crumble. Two people walked out of the wall looking around; one with a cell phone out.
"Derek we, got a problem, a really big problem." A voice said. Jo knew this voice. Scott McCall.
"Do you see her?" Derek called out.
Boyd stood in the light letting out a low growl as well. Jackson moved from in front of Jo in his werewolf form and let out a growl. The vault door opened as women threw mountain ash on the floor making a circle form. Now everyone as stuck in the room. She turned around giving Jo a small smile and left.
All the werewolves started fighting each other. Throwing each other at walls and punching and kicking. Allison ran to the room a crossbow in one hand. Allison looked around the room with a worried look on her face. Jackson was beating up Scott. Derek and Boyd were punching and shoving each other. Derek was pushed against a wall. He then glanced behind over at the floor to see Jo leaning against the wall.
"Scott!" Derek yelled. Scott who was still getting beat up looked over at Derek. "Jo!" Scott looked over at where Derek was looking at and saw Jo.
Allison looked at Jo pity in her eye as she then yelled, "Boyd! Jackson!" Boyd and Jackson looked over where Allison was. She then broke the circle of mountain ash. Boyd and Jackson ran out of the vault fast leaving Jo behind. Derek ran straight for Jo, Scott, and Allison behind him. Derek got on his knees looking at his girlfriend.
"Jo," Derek mumbled. Jo looked up tears falling fast from her face.
"I knew you would come for me," Jo announced softly her lips turning upwards into a smile. "I knew you would find me.
Derek lifted a hand and placed it on Jo's hands that were tied up with rope. "I will always find you."
"Hey, Scottie." Jo greeted looking over at Scott and Allison. But she had nothing to say to Allison.
Scott looked at Jo with pity in his eyes. Allison tried to place her hand on Jo's leg nodding when Jo flinched and Derek shouted, "don't touch her. You've done enough already." Derek picked Jo up bridal style Jo as the other two teenagers stand as well.
"She saved our lives." Scott defends Allison still looking at Jo.
"What do you think they're going to do out there?" Derek snapped. "Do you have any idea what we just set free?"
"You want to blame me? Well, I'm not the one turning teenagers into killers." Allison replied.
"No. No that's just the rest of your family." Derek said.
"I made mistakes. Gerard is not my fault." Allison added in a soft voice.
"And then what about your mother?" Derek asked as he started to walk away.
"What do you mean?" Allison called out.
Derek turned around and looked at Scott. "Tell her Scott." Derek than ran out of the building rushing home.